And the hammer swings high and comes down hard   Drive another nail into my coffin lid   And as the days go by if I can play my part   Well I'll feel no remorse for what I did      Your mother would cry if she only could   But those days are gone, those days are gone   And she always tried to see the good in everything that you done      And sometimes our dreams they float like anchors in hopeless waters oh way down here   Sometimes it seems that all that matters most are all the things that you can't keep      Oh, the skin, Oh, the skin   That this old world has placed me in   I can't wait to shed, I can't wait to shed   Lord I'll be free when I'm dead